| Song | Up The Dose |
| Artist | Impaled |
| Album | The Last Gasp |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McGrath | |
| Crestfallen and dejected | |
| Wracked with disorder and guilt | |
| Fleeting successes are empty and crumbling | |
| On foundations of trivia, built | |
| Pills to ease your suffering are Pyrrhically proposed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed; up the dose | |
| Anxiety eats at your stomach | |
| A feeling you've come to accept | |
| The ephemeral comfort of self-aggrandizement | |
| A promise not easily kept | |
| A life spent with banality and platitudes, engrossed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed; up the dose | |
| Apathy, passivity | |
| Vexation is enshrouded in a chemical gloss | |
| Impenitent, irrelevant | |
| Your lack of personality is no great loss | |
| The potions take their toll | |
| Your will is bought and sold | |
| And broken mind made whole | |
| [solo: "Pills Before Swine" - S.C. McGrath] | |
| Tablets imbibed with detachment | |
| A fixed and emotionless smile | |
| Reality looms with a tenebrous grin | |
| From the dregs in the pharmacist's vial | |
| Refill your prescription for the spectacles of rose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed; up the dose | |
| Drifting through life in a fugue state | |
| Your brain all but rotten away | |
| To audit behaviour was never an option | |
| You opted for mental decay | |
| Hazy dreams of life before your mind was comatose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you'll be diagnosed; up the dose |
| zuo qu : McGrath | |
| Crestfallen and dejected | |
| Wracked with disorder and guilt | |
| Fleeting successes are empty and crumbling | |
| On foundations of trivia, built | |
| Pills to ease your suffering are Pyrrhically proposed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Anxiety eats at your stomach | |
| A feeling you' ve come to accept | |
| The ephemeral comfort of selfaggrandizement | |
| A promise not easily kept | |
| A life spent with banality and platitudes, engrossed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Apathy, passivity | |
| Vexation is enshrouded in a chemical gloss | |
| Impenitent, irrelevant | |
| Your lack of personality is no great loss | |
| The potions take their toll | |
| Your will is bought and sold | |
| And broken mind made whole | |
| solo: " Pills Before Swine" S. C. McGrath | |
| Tablets imbibed with detachment | |
| A fixed and emotionless smile | |
| Reality looms with a tenebrous grin | |
| From the dregs in the pharmacist' s vial | |
| Refill your prescription for the spectacles of rose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Drifting through life in a fugue state | |
| Your brain all but rotten away | |
| To audit behaviour was never an option | |
| You opted for mental decay | |
| Hazy dreams of life before your mind was comatose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose |
| zuò qǔ : McGrath | |
| Crestfallen and dejected | |
| Wracked with disorder and guilt | |
| Fleeting successes are empty and crumbling | |
| On foundations of trivia, built | |
| Pills to ease your suffering are Pyrrhically proposed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Anxiety eats at your stomach | |
| A feeling you' ve come to accept | |
| The ephemeral comfort of selfaggrandizement | |
| A promise not easily kept | |
| A life spent with banality and platitudes, engrossed | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Apathy, passivity | |
| Vexation is enshrouded in a chemical gloss | |
| Impenitent, irrelevant | |
| Your lack of personality is no great loss | |
| The potions take their toll | |
| Your will is bought and sold | |
| And broken mind made whole | |
| solo: " Pills Before Swine" S. C. McGrath | |
| Tablets imbibed with detachment | |
| A fixed and emotionless smile | |
| Reality looms with a tenebrous grin | |
| From the dregs in the pharmacist' s vial | |
| Refill your prescription for the spectacles of rose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose | |
| Drifting through life in a fugue state | |
| Your brain all but rotten away | |
| To audit behaviour was never an option | |
| You opted for mental decay | |
| Hazy dreams of life before your mind was comatose | |
| Clinically depressed or just feeling morose? Up the dose | |
| A cursory inspection and you' ll be diagnosed up the dose |